Weird game invasion, one billion dollars to become the ghost king

The painter spread his arms: "Lopé, it's useless to say more. I have been waiting for this day for a long time. I will not tolerate anyone destroying my perfect masterpiece!"

After saying that, the artist shook his wrist, dipped his brush into dark blue paint, and started painting with great skill!

He opened his mouth and said in a low tone: "Xingyue Ye!"

Lope was dragged into the evil ghost realm created by the painter!

The next moment, the world in front of Lope became abstract and distorted. The hanging insect chrysalis and the abandoned building disappeared, replaced by the gorgeous night starry sky.

The cool breeze blew across Lope's cheek. He was on the empty land. Looking up, he saw the blue stars surging, the curling clouds, the bright moonlight shining on the earth, and the pine trees beating like dark red flames. The whole world was filled with A sense of turmoil and unreality.

A kind of sadness, restlessness, despair, and depression that was not understood by the world gradually surged into Lope's heart, and illusory ghostly whispers came to his ears.

This was a mental attack that even gave him an impulse to commit suicide!

Lope could only forcefully suppress the negative emotions in his heart.

"Buzz!"

The stars seemed to be approaching, and Lope's pupils reflected an abstract and exaggerated rotating world. Paints of various colors appeared alternately in front of his eyes like a kaleidoscope!

This is a conceptual level attack after reaching the Fierce God level.

Commonly known as - mental pollution!

The painter's voice came from outside the world, as void as the Creator: "The star curtain has fallen!"

The stars and the moon trembled, shedding a fatal glow, suppressing Lope. Everything in its path was annihilated silently, as if a world was really being destroyed.

This strike is enough to easily destroy a small part of the universe.

Although Lope was affected, he was strong and strong and managed to break free from the negative state. He said solemnly:

"Thousands of clues!"

Endless pure white threads forcibly penetrated from outside the world, intertwined in front of Lope to form an iron curtain like a Go grid, and headed towards the falling stars to resist!

"boom!!!"

The falling stars seemed to fall on a tennis racket, but this "tennis racket" was extremely sharp and actually cut all the physical attacks into extremely regular squares.

It's raining meteorites in the sky!

Even so, there was still light from the stars. It seemed to fall lightly on Lope's body, but it was as heavy as a stone. It suppressed his shoulders and sunken, his face changed, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Barely able to withstand this attack, Lopez was suppressed by the painter in just one face-to-face encounter!

"As expected of you, painter. Among the producers, you are the one I can't see through the most. To be honest, I really want to know how much you are hiding!"

Lope licked the blood from the corner of his mouth and decided not to show mercy and go all out!

He closed his eyes and cut off his sight, and those disturbances suddenly lessened!

At the same time, Lope used his abilities!

"Silk Dance!"

The next moment, Lope moved. He raised his right palm and moved his five fingers together. Countless pure white silk threads broke out from the ground. Their dancing posture was like seaweed, very enchanting. They were extremely fast and stabbed into the sky. !

"Crack!"

A star was wrapped in many pure white silk threads and lost its light!

After confirming that he had hooked a star, Lope curled up the corners of his mouth, stretched out his right index finger, and rotated his wrist 180 degrees!

Lope is like a yo-yo master!

The filaments pulled the stars, made the same movement, and began to rotate in the starry sky, swinging away the rotating clouds and hitting other stars!

"Boom! Boom!"

The effect of Lope's move was outstanding, destroying many stars, and the originally dark blue night sky became much darker now!

Lope used the stars hanging in the night sky to gather the silk threads, and his body was launched into the sky, soaring like a rocket, piercing the illusory starry sky.

"Stab!"

The sound of the drawing paper being torn came, and the painter's figure appeared in front of Lope's eyes again. He was not surprised at all that Lope was able to break through his own blockade, and continued painting!

Lope no longer hesitated and brought the painter into his home game!

"A square inch world!"

A small world with no edges, no exits or entrances begins to form. This is an upgraded version of the hypercube. There is no place to stay, and there is no heaven and earth. Everything in this world is shrinking or approaching.

The painter only felt that his body was constantly falling...

Lope is in a high position, like a chess player holding his hand: "Painter, stop! There are all ghost controllers outside!"

Painter: "You have no idea what I'm going to do!"

The two of them each used terrifying methods, and the painter continued to paint a world of paintings in various styles. The two came from the vast galaxy to the impressionistic sunrise, from sunflowers to iris, from the streets of London in the [-]th century to splash-ink landscape paintings, from realism to to abstraction, from new age to old age.

The painter skillfully mastered the techniques of all famous artists from ancient to modern times, and combined their will and feelings, even a certain art student who failed.

Lope was also displaying his heaven-defying ability, and he was able to play tricks on the silk. Even without the puppet in hand, Lope could draw with the painter who went all out with his silk!

"Pfft!"

The painter spit out blood, his body was pierced by treacherous threads, his eyes dimmed and he became weak, but he never stopped painting!

"Stop!!"

Lope growled, he couldn't bear to fight his former colleague to the death, so he issued an ultimatum!

The artist's mouth was bleeding, and he said stubbornly: "That's impossible."

"laugh--"

"I'll let you paint!" Lope shook the silk thread, and the sharp silk thread passed through the painter's painting hands, cutting off his hands, and blood overflowed.

However, the painter continued to paint on the canvas with his bloody broken arm, and the expression on his face became more and more fanatical!

Crazy, downright crazy.

Even if Lope couldn't bear it anymore, he must stop him. Who knows what kind of crazy plan is hidden behind the painter's madness!

"It's over, come back to the Ghost Castle with me!"

Lope stepped forward and pulled the painter up from the canvas. He grabbed the painter's neck and prepared to take him back to the Ghost Castle. The painter's life or death was left to Lin En to decide.

"Ho ho..." The painter's mouth was bleeding. He looked down at Lope, and the corners of his mouth suddenly formed a strange arc. This strange smile reminded Lope of a world-famous painting.

Mona Lisa smile.

Lope suddenly felt bad: "What are you laughing at?"

The painter did not answer but asked: "Do you know what is above the fierce god?"

"What..." Lope's pupils slanted downward, looking at the last painting created by the artist.

On the blood-stained drawing paper, the artist emerged from one of the chrysalises, turned into a butterfly, and became a creature of the perfect level, with an aura of transcendence and evil flowing out of it.

"Are you just a substitute?"

Lope's pupils showed a hint of shock!

"Oh!"

The painter opened his mouth and made an explosion sound. His body quickly swelled and exploded into pieces of paper. The power was unprecedentedly terrifying. These sharp pieces of paper grazed Lope's cheeks, splitting his clothes and skin, and even the silk threads were It was cut and broken, and Lopez resisted with all his strength, but it was difficult to resist.

"boom!!!"

The small world could not bear it. It was shattered and withered like a mirror. Horrifying smoke and dust arose in the corridor, and Lopez's figure disappeared in the corridor.

One of the many hanging insect pupae trembled slightly.

Among them came the painter's whisper:

"It's a pity that this clone was originally used to stop Linn..."